[Yankees] are pretty much like southerners except with worse manners, of course, and terrible accents.

In the end what will happen will be what has happened whenever a civilization breaks up. The people who have brains and courage come through and the ones who haven't are winnowed out.

God help the man who ever really loves you.

I can't go all my life waiting to catch you between husbands.

I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken - and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.

I'd cut up my heart for you to wear if you wanted it.

[Yankees] are pretty much like southerners except with worse manners, of course, and terrible accents.